Tears! tears! tears! In the night, in solitude, tears; On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand; Tears--not a star shining--all dark and desolate;Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head: --O who is that ghost?--that form in the dark, with tears? What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand?Streaming tears--sobbing tears--throes, choked with wild cries; O storm, embodied, rising, careering, with swift steps along the beach; O wild and dismal night storm, with wind! O belching and desperate! 10 O shade, so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance andregulated pace; But away, at night, as you fly, none looking--O then the unloosen'd ocean, Of tears! tears! tears!